Right brain vs. Left brain

Well I made it to Portland, OR by 2:30pm today and checked into the hotel that I had reserved. It is pretty nice and even has valet parking. Which I would have totally used if I hadn't let my inner Ben (or left brain as one of our favorite comedian likes to call her husband) tell me what to do. Yep, just as I was about to turn in and hand my keys over by my keys I mean Ben's truck keys, since he has the car seats in the Suburban my mind stared barking orders (not that Ben ever barks orders) to suck it up and park it myself. I'm who knows how much valet will be compared to parking yourself and you don't have that many bags. I'm sure they have an elevator, your not even wearing heels for Pete's sake. (see Ben even when your not with me, your still with me) 

Anywho, I drove around to the other side of the building and found the entrance. That should have been my first clue that this was a bad idea. The clearance above the roof of the truck was seriously maybe six inches. Then of course I had to drive thru the whole thing to find said elevator, which of course you had to have a key to open. Undeterred I drove on looking for the perfect spot, it wasn't full so finding one wasn't hard. I know now that it probably isn't full down there because most people with any sense in their head drove right out of there and went back to have the valet do it for them. Not me though, I was going to be able to tell Ben that I parked myself! First I tried to back into a spot, which was much harder then I thought it was going to be. I mean really people my SUV is just as big, if not bigger then Ben's truck. Its not like I don't know how to drive a large vehicle. Once I realized that I was not going to get backed into that particular spot I just decided to pull straight into the less then perfect spot in front of me. What I didn't notice about that spot was that the truck in the next spot over had its front end sticking over the line. So as I pulled oh so smoothly and straight into the spot I also clipped the front of this other truck! So begins my funny mommy-cation!!! Then I get to call Ben and say "Guess what honey, I parked myself and ignored the valet! Oh and by the way while I was parking myself, just like you would have done, I hit another truck. Sorry about that, I did manage to save us $5.00 though!"

That's right valet parking was $5.00!!! All this for 5 bucks and being the good person that I am I of course left a note on the windshield of the other guys truck. So now not only did I "put a ding" ha ha in my day, but I messed up someone else stay too. Crappy I know! Oh well no use crying over spilled milk or even chipped paint, nothing I can do about it now. At least it gave me a story to write about on here and that's the important part right!

Here is the swanky hotel I am at tonight.

 Its historic I think (either that or just really old). 

But really nice on the inside.

7 million dollars in recent renovations it should be really nice on the inside